Chapter 194 A Ji, A Huang

"How could life be for only one thing?" Yun Fenghuang said softly, "The concubine is so busy, naturally, not only for her own status and power, but also to be able to accompany His Majesty all the time!"

Chunjia was silent for a while, then sighed: "Concubine Xian, you are indeed a concubine, when it was time to lie to me, why didn't you lie to me?"

"If the concubine is not a virtuous concubine but a powerless concubine, I am afraid that your Majesty will not see the concubine when he comes back from the last court." Yun Fenghuang asked slowly, "So, in this palace, How dare a concubine give up her position of power?"

Aren't the previous concubine Wu just bloody examples?

Either he has a family background, or he has the ability, otherwise, why should he go to the emperor and still be safe and sound?

"..." Chunjia pondered for a moment, sighed softly, did not continue the topic, and only said, "In two days, I will order my wife to come in for an audience. No one from the Ji family will come. When the time comes to Qingci Palace, you will go on my behalf. Please be safe and appease the Empress Dowager."

Yun Fenghuang thought about his intentions, lowered his head and said: "Yes."

Then the emperor didn't say anything else, just as usual, he had a meal with her and settled down together.

This night, because of the arrival of Yunfenghuang's little days, she was not warm. When she fell asleep, Chunjia remembered, and asked her: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable now?"

"It's been a few months, and I'm used to it." Yun Fenghuang felt sorry for it for a while, and said indifferently, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely not wake you up. Otherwise, my concubine Someone summon Yi Shi and the others to serve you?"

Chunjia was a little unhappy: "I didn't mean that."

"The medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor is very effective." Yun Fenghuang actually knew that he only cared about himself, but he was used to the hypocritical generosity. Now that the emperor said it, he restrained his hypocritical tolerance and virtuousness, and said sternly, "So compare It was much better before, and the lower abdomen is not so cold...Although it is still uncomfortable, it is already tolerable."

In fact, there is a tacit understanding in the palace, when Tiangui comes and speaks slowly about staying with the emperor, he usually doesn't come in front of the emperor, for fear of bad luck.

But Chunjia didn't intend to avoid her at this time, so Yunfenghuang would not wrong herself.

"That's good." Chunjia's eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and she nodded, "Continue to recuperate, and maybe it won't be uncomfortable in a few days."

Yun Fenghuang heard the unfinished meaning in his words, and seemed to still have hope for her own children, raised her eyebrows slightly: "Actually, I'm fine now, the imperial doctor said that my concubine suffered from the cold after all, and I want to return to normal I'm afraid it's impossible. It's a little uncomfortable to the left and right, but the concubine can bear it."

"Emperor doctors try to be safe, and dare not speak out without full confidence." Chunjia shook his head and said, "It's good to have a staff member or two in their words, but you don't have to believe too much. You are still young, and you have a good foundation in the past, otherwise how can you practice?" Got that body proficient in water? Take your time, how can it be unreasonable?"

He pondered for a while, and then simply put the words aside and said, "Although you already have a pair of children under your knees, not to mention that Rang'er is recorded under the name of Concubine Shu, it cannot be regarded as your serious son. It is Zhaoqing, after all, it is not Your own birth. Since you want to continue the heir for me personally, but you can't always be so pessimistic and disappointed, and when the time comes, you will be depressed, won't it be better?"

"You're only sixteen years old. I've heard that some women in the market can conceive and have children by sitting around. How can you not recover after twenty or thirty years of good birth?"

"...I'm afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment." Yun Fenghuang secretly said that it's better to take it easy to personally continue the heir for you, although she is pregnant now and she doesn't have to worry about it because she can't sleep and love her. , but after persuading Wei Hengyan to relax, she persuaded Wei Hengyan that it was really her turn, and she was also afraid that she would be rushed to have a dystocia or be given a dystocia.

So it's better to wait until her foundation in the palace is solid, and no one will be able to take advantage of it even if she is pregnant and confinement, so it's not too late to think about it.

Thinking so much in her heart, she skillfully revealed a sense of loss, and said, "So before I'm sure, how can I dare to think so much? But let's recuperate according to the discomfort in my childhood."

Yun Fenghuang is very familiar with the matter of childbirth, but Chunjia still eats this, stretches his arms around her shoulders, comforts her softly for a while, and then lies down.

This made Yun Fenghuang feel a little guilty, so he solemnly warned himself not to reveal his secrets in this regard...

In case Chunjia was shrewd and noticed any clues, she hurried back to pay attention to distract him: "Your Majesty, don't worry about my concubine, you should take care of your body in the previous court."

"Why did you suddenly think of saying this?" She always felt sorry for herself a lot, and although she had spoken sweet words to Chunjia, they were all teasing. "I have always been strong and strong, but you don't need to worry about it."

Yun Fenghuang said: "Can you not worry? No matter what happens here, without you, it is nothing."

Chunjia who said these words smiled slightly and said, "Is it so important?"

"Emperor is not important, is there anyone else in this world who is important?" Yun Fenghuang burrowed into his arms and said lazily, "The regent king is ambitious and has no successors. If he is not sure, he will jump the wall in a hurry."

"...I know." Chunjia looked at the roof of the tent. What he actually wanted to ask just now was, why is I so important to you?

Is it based on power and status or is it based on me?

Just as she was slightly lost in thought, she suddenly heard Yun Fenghuang's laziness say: "Your Majesty is in Yanhong Palace for the past two days, Zhaoyuan must be very happy?"

"...You weren't the one who pushed me over, why? Now you want to ask Master Zhen Xing again?"

"Yes, I am sorry for Your Majesty, have I made amends to you? I am actually curious about the taste of the osmanthus cake made by Fuyang Palace, and even Your Majesty can't forget it? I remember that you don't like cakes."

Chunjia was reminded, and said, "Not only did you snatch me from Yanhong Palace, but you even snatched Zhaoyuan's sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which is too bullying."

Yun Fenghuang said: "This concubine is just talking casually."

"You can talk about other things casually and I will still believe it. How is this possible?" Chunjia said with a smile, "I just entered the palace for a while, and I don't know who is trying to rub me against me because of my low status. For example. I thought that you would not be like this when your status was promoted, but in the end, for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you made up my mind again."

"What's the matter?" Yun Fenghuang poked his chest with his finger and said, "I'm just curious that Zhaoyuan's craftsmanship is so good that His Majesty changed his preferences temporarily. Like the concubine here, the osmanthus cake is really made. Your Majesty usually doesn't touch a flower."

Chunjia listened, not sure if she was jealous or wanted osmanthus cake, so she tentatively said: "Then there is nothing good about osmanthus cake, but when the mother was in the palace, what she was best at was the osmanthus cake. Cake. I didn’t touch other pastries at the time, so I always had to eat a few more mouthfuls of this one. So everyone up and down thought I liked it.”

After all, Empress Dowager Yuan also came from a wealthy family, and her culinary skills were comparable to Yun Fenghuang's. To be able to make an osmanthus cake was because the cook had prepared her for a symbolic pinch—Chunjia was just doing it to save face for her aunt.

In fact, the Empress Dowager Yuan and Yuan Zhiniang knew this too well, and they mentioned it only in the hope of bringing back Chunjia's memories of her life in the palace.

At that time, Chunjia had a very close relationship with the entire Yuan family.

"So that's the case, then Zhaoyuan is really fooling you. If she made a special recipe by herself, it's fine. But it's just a very ordinary sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so can it be related to the palace?" Yun Fenghuang Nodding his head thoughtfully, he snorted softly, "Is this because you are afraid that others will not comment on your bias towards King Fuyang's side? You really don't have any winks at all."

"You say that Zhaoyuan is the same as you, saying that she cooks for me with her own hands. I'm afraid she didn't even step in the threshold of the small kitchen?" Chunjia said to her with a half-smile, "Zhaoyuan's cooking skills are still very good, Not only sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but she can also cook home-cooked side dishes, I tasted it, and the skill of the imperial chef has its own merits."

That's really good.

Yun Fenghuang didn't even know that Yuan Zhiniang still had this skill, but it's really hard to publicize this kind of talent... After all, you are good at singing and dancing, and you can make a big splash in banquets and other occasions.

What she is good at is culinary art. A dignified concubine can't set up a stove to cook for everyone at the banquet, right?

Although he admired her in his heart, Yun Fenghuang refused to admit defeat: "Zhaoyuan has strengths, so does my concubine, and I even danced for Your Majesty!"

Chunjia laughed dumbly and said: "Your dance... I can't bear to say anything. You entered the palace too late. I have never seen that I had a concubine in the past who was the best at Lingbo dance, even better than Zhaoyi. The real Lingbo walks lightly and collects dusty socks, like a god, concubine and fairy coming from the sky."

"Who came here? Is it still there now? If it is here, I want to see it myself."

"Whether the surname is Wu or Wang, I have forgotten a little bit, the person has long since disappeared, otherwise I would have arranged for you to take a look at the family early in the morning, so that I can know how much I put up with you back then!"

Yun Fenghuang just snorted and said: "The concubine said, what does your Majesty usually do to call the concubine one by one as 'loved concubine'? Can't remember the name of the concubine?"

"I can't remember that concubine's name, when did I forget you?" Chun Jia said, "Besides, that person has never been a concubine, so he can't be called a concubine lover, why are you so sour. "

"That's all the miserable people who have gone. Does the concubine still care about her?" Yun Fenghuang smiled lowly and said, "How did she go? Such a sweet person who can sing and dance is wrong. I am foolish enough to offend the high positions in the palace, people like the former empress are probably too lazy to argue with her. Of course, Mrs. Chunke probably doesn't think so?"

Chunjia sighed, as a tacit consent.

The palace concubine killer really lives up to its reputation!

Yun Fenghuang couldn't help crying to himself: "For the sake of the eldest prince two days ago, I just offended some palace people, so you should come and ask yourself, lest I wronged the palace people! Mrs. Chun Ke has dealt with you I have a good heart, and you still protect her without complaint or regret! My concubine is not as good as Mrs. Chunke, really!"

"Because the palace concubine is good at singing and dancing, I did summon more times, but it was not to the point I liked." Chunjia explained, "And when did I blame you for wronging the palace people? Is it because I am afraid You are so angry that you hurt yourself, so you only care about one or two? Besides, I haven’t been to the Huzhu Palace for a long time, so what are you worried about?”

Yun Fenghuang hummed: "If you don't go now, who will know in the future? Maybe Mrs. Chun Ke will come over and call 'Ji Lang' and you will soften your heart again."

Chunjia laughed dumbly and said: "Really? Then why don't you shout like that too, to see if I'm soft-hearted?"

"It's not the concubine's body. Mrs. Chun Ke has called you like that, why should the concubine's body pick up on other people's teeth?" Yun Fenghuang said casually, "If you want to come in the concubine's body, the concubine's body would rather be changed, for example, calling you 'Aji'?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chunjia said, "Then I'll change it for you too, Ah Huang?"